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ALL FACTS AND CHARACTERS IN THIS SERIES
AS THE TOWN OF CAMPOAMARGO ARE COMPLETELY FICTIONAL
YOU HAVE RECEIVED AN E-MAIL
Carmen.
Carmen, can you hear me? Carmen?
The relationship between Ainhoa and Rueda
was more intimate than we thought.
I see it and can't believe it.
Who'd want to make public this relationship and why?
To whom it'd benefit the town knowing they were lovers?
You think you know everything about her,
and suddenly, you realize you didn't know anything.
You think you can really know somebody?
I don't know. Somebody wants to make Juan Rueda
look more suspicious than he already is.
Until now we thought that the murderer knew Ainhoa,
or that he was related with an enemy of her mother.
But it may be an enemy of Juan Rueda's,
-trying to blackmail him. -That guy has a lot of enemies.
Juan Rueda’s wife matches the profile.
She's cold, intelligent,
and probably afraid Ainhoa took her husband away,
and more importantly, his money.
She manipulated Sergio to cause the blackout.
We must find out where these photos were sent from.
-Hi. -Hi, darling.
-How is she? -Fine.
Don't disturb her too much. She needs to rest.
Dad, why don't you go home? I'll stay here with her.
I can't do anything from home.
Hi, Mom.
How are you?
Fine.
Alvaro says you got like this when you saw the picture.
I know this is too hard. It is for me too, but...
-Mar, please, not now. -But Mom...
Seeing Ainhoa with an older guy...
Enough, enough. Stop reminding her.
Stop reminding her?
You think she has forgotten that?
Well, can we change the subject?
You want something to eat?
Don't you want anything?
-Okay. -Mom, I think you should...
Enough.
That's enough. Don't disturb her more.
Can't you see? There's something she's not telling us.
The doctor said she has an anxiety attack
-because of the stress... -Dammit, Dad! Really?
The day after Ainhoa's death, Mom was working in her study.
And now she tumbles because of a picture?
Look at her.
Have you ever seen her like this?
You wanted to see me?
I'm listening.
I've found Ainhoa's killer’s car.
Come here.
Tell me about it.
A friend of mine saw a white Lada with a broken headlight
at 11:30 at the greenhouses the night Ainhoa died.
Did he see the plate?
The plate was from Almeria. The car belongs to the Rueda's.
Who's the witness? I need to talk to him.
No. He doesn't want trouble with the police.
But I went to the Rueda's estate and found the car.
There was a blanket with blood in the trunk.
You went to the estate?
-Don't you ever do... -She was my girlfriend!
I guess you saw the pictures of Ainhoa and Rueda.
She wasn't his lover.
It may seem like that, but no. I'm sure of it.
Ma'am, there's a Sergeant that wants to see you.
Let him in.
Thank you.
Good morning.
Sergeant. If you want to see my husband,
you shouldn't look for him at home.
There's a white Lada in your garage. Can I see it?
Of course not.
You're always so serious, Sergeant,
with that sense of danger around you.
I like that.
Did you know your husband and Ainhoa were lovers?
Rich men are surrounded by little prostitutes.
But my husband always comes back home,
that's the only thing that matters.
A cold woman.
You're wrong. Why don't you sit by my side?
I know you manipulated Sergio to cause the blackout
the night of the murder.
Stop saying nonsense, Sergeant.
It makes you look less attractive.
Where were you that night?
-Do you find all of this funny? -Honestly, it bores me too much.
Answer my question.
Listen, Mr. Guard.
I've been very nice and generous with you,
I let you come into my house, and I've answered
your impertinent questions, which I don't have to answer.
Now go, please.
You better come and talk with me at the station.
-Why? -For obstruction of justice.
-Have you seen this? -Great.
Pilar, come and see how I hit that black guy.
But, I saw it in person.
-Look at that. -I broke his head.
Look, look, look.
-Son of a bitch. -That's great.
Hey there, Nachete. Shouldn't you be in class?
-I don't need that crap. -That's my little boy.
-Hell yeah. -What's up, guys.
Hey, Lucas, we heard you were rejected,
but you're one of us, and we'll always support you.
I know, man.
Did you receive the pictures too?
I don't know how I could be so blind.
She played saint, but had sex with everyone in town.
Pilar, I want to apologize for the other day.
I overreacted.
Yes, you overreacted.
You're the only one that always has been there, and I...
treated you like crap.
Stop suffering because of her. She's not worth it.
Yes, I know.
You've given me more than Ainhoa ever did.
You finally open your eyes.
Friends?
-I don't know. -You don't know?
I've already apologized. What do you want?
-No, because it's not enough. -It's not enough?
-Okay, as you wish. -All right.
But don't treat me like the other night.
I don't want to be alone.
You're not.
We're here for you.
I'm here for you.
I rented the bar to throw a party tomorrow.
-You could come by. -Okay.
LOST DOG
Baby, don't worry. He must be looking for dogs in heat.
Dogs take after their owners.
I'm worried. It's never taken so many days for him to get home.
-We'll look for him later. -I already did
and I can't find him. I want him to be okay.
Don't worry.
-Where is the Russian? -In the interrogation room.
She insists she was at home that night,
and that she didn't tell Sergio to cause the blackout.
Check the surveillance cameras for the Lada.
It was seen in the greenhouse.
Geeze, here is the hero of Afghanistan.
-You received the notification? -What are you talking about?
Juan Rueda has reported you for death threats
you're to be investigated.
-Anything else? -Well, yeah.
I've heard you arrested Juan's wife.
His lawyer will be pleased to add harassment to the demand.
-You better release her now. -I'm not going to.
You're not very reasonable, are you?
How you managed to be considered fit for the service?
I you don't have anything else to say, I have work.
You'll have to testify as a witness of the threats.
I hope you don't get carried away for a misplaced loyalty
and tell the truth of what you saw.
What a jerk.
Dude, I've been waiting for an hour.
-Are you nervous or what? -Nervous?
-Come on, go. Dumbass. -All right, dude.
That white guy! He's one of them! Get him!
Goddamn white guy!
Come on! To the right! To the right!
-Help me! -I'll get you out of here.
Come here.
The white guy! Where's the white guy?
There's nobody here. I haven't seen anyone.
Let's go.
Of course. I'm aware of the seriousness of the facts.
Excuse me, Commander. I'll call you back.
-What are you doing? -Nothing!
-What are you doing? -Nothing.
You broke a showcase to steal a pair of boots!
The window broke by itself.
Stop lying, I saw you with my own eyes.
So what?
Nacho, don't you see you're ruining your life?
I'm 12 years old. You can do nothing.
-How do you think you'll end up? -Geez. Leave me alone.
You don't care what your mother thinks about this?
Whatever. Let me go or I'll say that you've touched me.
-Get in! Get in! -Let me go!
Better go that way.
Why are you helping me?
I don't like people getting hurt.
But I've hurt your people. You should hate me.
I'm not like that.
Besides, you saved my life.
You're bleeding. You should get a doctor.
-Let's go to the hospital. -No!
I can't go.
I've got no papers.
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